“Port Blue’ is my attempt at re-creating the music I want to hear and the emotions I want to feel.””

Tie my handlebars to the stars so I stay on track & if my intentions stray I’ll wrench them away,then I’ll take my leave & I won’t even look back

I’m not so talented at planning things out or having schedules before or sticking to the plan per se

And when you’re a perfectionist little monster, it makes it even harder.

It’s funny how insomnia has a way of hauling faded memories up from the cellar of the mind.

Today I fell asleep reading a book. The book is called INSOMNIA. I win.

I built you a sandcastle because you’re a princess, but I tore it down because I’m a loser.

I’ve definitely had a few moments in my life where I’ve seen somebody and it’s blown me away at first sight

But it’s a blast and I wouldn’t trade the opportunity for all the ice cream sandwiches in the universe.

In my opinion, there is a huge lack of imaginative, unconventional music being created by artists today and what little there is, goes widely unappreciated by the masses

Someone invent a NO LIFE alert so you can push a button and tons of people show up and hang out with you.

Thankfully, I’ve been able to retain 98% of it which I never really expected, so I’m very grateful to be able to control what I can.

It’s a very happy productive place.

Hang on for dear life. You’ve got a better grip than you realize.

Writing music is like tasting the sky. It keeps me dreaming in color.

There is no old Adam Young, there is no new Adam Young, merely different colors and different brushstrokes over the same canvas.

So for me it’s very good to just be able to re-charge and just disappear and escape from reality and that’s usually when I write most of my lyrics and my songs.

Joy is what we all seek. It is an energy more powerful than food. But without love we can not feel true joy.

Whenever we feel that we are definitely right, so much so that we refuse to open up to anything or anybody else, right there we are wrong. It becomes wrong view.

I don’t want to do what my idols did… I want to do more than they did. And I feel like I’m on my way.

Some people are afraid of generosity. They feel they will be taken advantage of or oppressed.

That’s the thing with handmade items. They still have the person’s mark on them, and when you hold them, you feel less alone.

When I’m curious about something, I do it full on and take it as far as I go, but when I feel like I’ve really explored it, I’m OK with putting it aside and going on to something else.

And when someone else speaks your name you feel pleased. You feel wanted. You feel there. Alive.

I think that everyone has something about themselves that they feel is their weakness… their ‘disability.’